Free Knife for Good Deed Contest

DaveH

DaveH

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I have a knife that I won sometime ago, it's a fixed blade, carbon steel, good quality but NOT fancy, and has a leather sheath. I think it's time to pass it on.

Here's the deal:

- Contest ends January 13th, 2006.

- You live in the US and are above 18 years of age.

- You do between 1 and 3 good deeds for your fellow man/woman/animal kind/alien life form. Extra points for novel or entertaining (but still good) deeds. Post about it in this thread. ( Picking up your dirty undies off the floor (or similar) because your significant other biatched to you does NOT count)

- I pick the winner and send you the knife.
 
COOL THREAD! Okay, here's one I did about a week ago. There was this young woman who thought she was buying a movie, but it turned out to be a book on tape. She was in the checkout line, and I set her straight. Is this the best thing I ever did, no, but I really made her day. Okay, so it's kind of weak, I'm sure I'll do something nice for someone in the next couple days.
 
I was expecting a package delivery by UPS, so since I knew about when he'd be stopping by, I was witing outside for him. This saved him from having to press the button to ring my bell to deliver it.

Pretty good, huh !? :)
 
I was driving home from my girlfriend's house late one night, and decided to go refill my gas tank at a Shell Gas station, as I was starting to run low. As I was filling up the tank, I noticed a really dirty folded piece of paper near my feet near the fuel pimp at where I was standing. Being bored and curious and that time, i decided to pick it up and see what it was.

It turns out it was a paycheck for 450+ dollars, and it was already signed!!!. Now keep in mind that I'm a poor 19 year old college student with no job. The temptation of going out and cashing out this check immediately ran through my mind, as rarely do I ever get to see this kind of amount of money. But after some hard thinking, I realized that someone worked really hard for this paycheck, and not only was it not right for me to take what wasn't mine, but that this person most likely needed this money much more than I did.
Luckily, the check happened to have the person's home address written on it.

The next day I mailed the check along with a letter to the address, telling him where I found his check and warning him about never to presign a check. A few days letter I received a phonecall from this person. It turns out that he was a Taxi driver from Los Angeles who happend to be in my area a few days before. He was so enthusiastic and grateful and told me that I was the most honest person he's ever met. It really brought me so much satisfaction because from the way he was thanking me and from his tone, I knew that the money meant a lot to him and that because of my honesty, I was able to really help someone out.

He told me that if I ever needed a ride anywhere, just give him a call and the charge will be free, he also offered to take me and my family out to dinner as a thank you, but unfortunately I had to decline since I didn't want him to go through all the troubles of having to drive 60 miles. This was the first time in my life where I actually felt a real great sense of satisfaction of knowing that I helped someone out, it felt great and I would most definitely do it again if it were to happen again in the future.
 
GaryPham said:
I was driving home from my girlfriend's house late one night, and decided to go refill my gas tank at a Shell Gas station, as I was starting to run low. As I was filling up the tank, I noticed a really dirty folded piece of paper near my feet near the fuel pimp at where I was standing. Being bored and curious and that time, i decided to pick it up and see what it was.

It turns out it was a paycheck for 450+ dollars, and it was already signed!!!. Now keep in mind that I'm a poor 19 year old college student with no job. The temptation of going out and cashing out this check immediately ran through my mind, as rarely do I ever get to see this kind of amount of money. But after some hard thinking, I realized that someone worked really hard for this paycheck, and not only was it not right for me to take what wasn't mine, but that this person most likely needed this money much more than I did.
Luckily, the check happened to have the person's home address written on it.

The next day I mailed the check along with a letter to the address, telling him where I found his check and warning him about never to presign a check. A few days letter I received a phonecall from this person. It turns out that he was a Taxi driver from Los Angeles who happend to be in my area a few days before. He was so enthusiastic and grateful and told me that I was the most honest person he's ever met. It really brought me so much satisfaction because from the way he was thanking me and from his tone, I knew that the money meant a lot to him and that because of my honesty, I was able to really help someone out.

He told me that if I ever needed a ride anywhere, just give him a call and the charge will be free, he also offered to take me and my family out to dinner as a thank you, but unfortunately I had to decline since I didn't want him to go through all the troubles of having to drive 60 miles. This was the first time in my life where I actually felt a real great sense of satisfaction of knowing that I helped someone out, it felt great and I would most definitely do it again if it were to happen again in the future.
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Gary, you da man! :thumbup: :thumbup:

(I found a breifcase once thrown into some bushes that looked like it was taken from a car. I took it to the cop shop without looking inside properly. It had 500,000 Yen in it, about US$5,000. After I had head butted the counter a few times the cop told me there is actually a 20% finders fee for money handed in. One hour later I was 1K richer, I gave my wife some and put the rest in my sons bank account)
 
Sorry Esav, I know how hard it was for you to do that good deed, but I'm afraid you'll have to try harder. :D

As of right now, GaryPham wins, IMHO! :thumbup:
 
DaveH giving a knife to someone who does a good deed is a pretty good good deed in itself. Wish I could participate but I still have dirty undies on the floor I haven't pickup.
 
I don't need another knife, so this is not an entry. But giving away a knife is a nice thing to do -- for both giver and receiver.

A couple of days ago, I showed a poor, disabled friend of mine a couple of my better knives. He really, really liked the Skirmish. Then he asked me how much knives like this cost. When I told him, he immediately got a look of depression because they were all out of his price range. So I just gave him the Skirmish. He was overjoyed, but I think I got more enjoyment out of the deal.
 
Well, I spent about 14-16 hours helping my cousin move in a few weeks ago, including cleaning out her (filthy) fridge, and moving a complete bedroom suite. The previous occupants had left the place a complete mess, taking most of the light fixtures with them and removing the breaker for the heating unit, among other things. They had even let their dog in to eliminate in one of the bedrooms. And since my cousin is on welfare, payment was that warm, fuzzy feeling that you get for helping someone that needs it.

I well realise this is meager in comparison to GaryPham's good deed, but, hey, I gotta say something.:)
 
I'd love to participate, but one of the great beauties of doing a good deed for someone is not telling others of the good deed. It's just between me, the other person, my God and the universe. That's already too many! :) Great contest, though!
 
Hey, Twindog and Kyp Degal, you did good too!:thumbup:

(I'd love to join this contest, but I'm only 17 and haven't done any good deeds lately.:o )

Oh yes, thanks to DaveH for giving away a knife too!
 
Well, since I don't live in the U.S., so I can't qualify for this contest, I guess I'll just keep on being a bad boy! :grumpy: :D

GaryPham, Twindog, and Kyp Degal, you're good guys! :thumbup: :thumbup:
 
An elderly woman asked me for a boost during the cold snap a week ago.
I was in a hurry to get home, but couldn't leave her alone at the mall parking lot. After some fiddling with the carb & my booster cables, she was on her way again.
 
One afternoon about six months ago, I drove to Popeyes to get some chicken because I hadn't eaten some good food in a while. (My parents are divorced and we're on a low budget). I bought some delicious chicken and was in a hurry to go home to devour it all. :D As I was driving back home, I saw a man, whom I at first thought was a woman, pushing a loaded cart of what I assumed to be trash. Slowing my car down, I realised it was a man who hadn't been groomed or cared for, for a very long time.

I had always lived in a gated community and had never approached "those" type of people before. My mom always told me as a girl I should stay away from "them" because they might hurt me or rape me. Feeling frightened and timid I sped off, passing the man, hoping that he didn't see me. When I began to feel sorry for him, I reversed my car and stopped 20 feet away from him. He looked harmless, but how could I know for sure?! After a few minutes of contemplating, I finally gained the courage to get out of my car.

With trembling hands I handed him the box of chicken and some bills. He looked and me and began to get up from his sitting position. I began to freak out and started heading my towards my car, but before I went inside he grabbed my hands... I was about to scream! He then said, "My name is Ishah, and God bless you." At that moment, I felt so..HEAVENLY. It was the greatest feeling of fulfillment, happiness, and especially hope. I really felt as if I was being blessed by God himself.
 
The only action I have done recently that might be considered a good deed was to adopt a 3 year old stray cat from the Animal Humane Society a few months ago.


Not much of a story but Bob is one heck of a cat.
 
A good friend of mine just got assigned to Guantanamo (Sp?) Bay for security so I went and bought him a BM Rukus and a Letherman Super Tool and told him not to get into too much trouble. He was really pleased.
 
Tell me if this counts.

Today, I was tired from work and decided to go to chinese rest. for some cheaper meal. The waitress started by slaming a glass of water. Then, plate was again "slaming" to me. I looked around, she does that to everyone. The food was so so, service was bad. Got me thinking.....I am tired from working, I don't even give anyone attitude why a stranger/waitress gave me such a rude service. All I was asking, is a decent, comfort dinner after hard day of work, is it too much to ask??

so, i decided not huge tips. I gave a little bit below 10%.

The waitress chase after me, telling me there isn't enough tip. I calmed myself not to argue with her and said, "Tips don't just fall in your hand. You earn it. If you don't enjoy your job, you quit it. The way you act in there was hardly called a service." Then, I walk away.

I hope she learn her lesson. Wish other customer will be treated as "customer".
 
I made a spammer walk the plank....
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I lent a friend $100 so she wouldn't start turning tricks to pay rent. I know it's only a matter of time, but If I can hold her off long enough it might work out alright.
 
Ok so my sister works in the Mall at the T-Mobile booth and there is a security guard that works there that is "a little slow" (being as PC as possible) she calls him over to introduce me to him because she says he's the nicest guy ever. I chat with him for a bit and out of nowhere a guy runs buy us holding his jacket closed. The clerk from the videogame store runs out and yells "shoplifter!" The nice man I just met runs after him alone..... a bad feeling in my gut says I should help him so I take off in third place. Past the parking lot into a grassy section the perp stops and squares off with the guard, but not before brass knuckles go on his hand. I'm still running through the parking lot and I see the perp rear back and hit the guard in the face. He falls to the ground and before he got his second kick in I tackled him, got him in a rear naked choke and passed him out. I detained him until 3 more guards arrived and cuffed him. Risking my personal well being by not knowing the situation and what weapon/s he could have been carrying was a bit scary, but I hate to think of what might have happened to the nice guard I just met if I hadn't helped. PGH~
 
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